Keyboard Immortal

A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...

Chapter 571 Is Mikado Baiharu a woman?

The Nine-Foot Mirror is shaped like a miniature version of an ancient well, and the patterns around it are almost identical to the brick patterns of the well we just saw.

Zu An smiled slightly. From the beginning, he felt that the well was somewhat special, but he never expected that the well was the Nine-Foot Mirror.

This area forms its own space, and even the sun, moon, and buildings can move; it must have been created using the supernatural powers of this thing.

He walked over and was about to put away the nine-foot mirror when he suddenly stopped and stared at the mirror with a solemn expression.

At this moment, a white mist suddenly rose from the nine-foot mirror, and a phantom slowly rose up.

Zuan secretly prepared to make a move. It is said that there is something guarding the side of all kinds of rare treasures. Could this also be a method left behind by Mikado Baiqing?

But after all that effort to set up the traps, they still need to put a guardian on them in the end. Isn't Mikado Baiharu being a bit too fussy?

Then the white figure gradually took shape. It was not the monster as imagined, but a graceful woman, and a very beautiful one at that.

She wore a long, loose-fitting robe in black and white, and a tall hat on her head, somewhat resembling the attire of an Onmyoji (a Japanese sorcerer) seen online before.

She was clearly extremely beautiful, but the first reaction upon seeing her was not to marvel at her beauty, but rather to marvel at her serene and composed demeanor, as if she were a hermit, making it impossible for anyone to harbor any evil thoughts.

Zuan was puzzled. He had never seen this woman before, so why did she seem vaguely familiar?

With his current level of cultivation, he already possesses a photographic memory. He could not forget even strangers he had just passed by, let alone a woman with such a unique aura.

At this moment, the woman also looked at him, her eyes seemingly filled with countless emotions, but in the end, she only sighed softly: "Although I really want to see you, seeing you now is not a good thing. It seems that the situation is indeed developing in the worst direction."

Zuan was taken aback: "You know me?"

The other person's tone suggested that the two were very familiar friends, and perhaps even more than just ordinary friends.

What the hell? Did I lose my memory?

Otherwise, why can't I remember anything at all?

The woman nodded, then shook her head.

Zu An chuckled: "Girl, your way of striking up a conversation is a bit old-fashioned."

Although he had countless doubts in his mind, he quickly calmed down and did not show them at all.

The woman smiled and said, "Indeed, some things cannot be changed."

Hearing the familiar tone of the other party, Zuan became even more suspicious: "Are you the guardian left behind by Mikado Hyoharu to watch over the Nine-Foot Mirror? Tell me quickly what you want to test, or let's have a fight, I'm in a hurry."

The woman was indeed very beautiful, but he had long since passed the stage of being unable to move when he saw a beautiful woman. In addition, he had been lingering here for a while, and he was worried that the seal would be completely damaged and it would be too late.

The beautiful woman shook her head slightly: "I am not the guardian of the Nine-Foot Mirror, I am Mikado Baiqing."

Upon hearing this, Zu An's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He had made many guesses, but he never expected this answer.

By the way, isn't Mikado Baiharu a man?

Even children know the legends about him among the demon race.

How did he become a woman, and such a beautiful one at that?

Seeing his puzzled look, the woman smiled slightly: "Of course it's not the real me, but a wisp of my remnant spirit left in the Nine-Foot Mirror, waiting for the destined person in the future. I just didn't expect that person to be you. So only you can solve my riddle?"

Zuan: "..."

"Beautiful lady, could you please stop beating around the bush and just tell me what it is?"

The more she talked, the more confused Zuan became.

In particular, the phrase "worst possible direction" gave him a vague sense of foreboding.

The beautiful woman did not answer him. Instead, she gazed at him quietly, her eyes filled with endless reluctance. Her whole being began to fade, clearly indicating that a lingering resentment could not last long.

Zuan grew impatient: "You're almost gone and you still won't tell me anything useful? Do you enjoy being a riddle maker? Or is there any way to preserve this last vestige of your spirit?"

The beautiful woman smiled faintly: "It's already a miracle that I've been able to stay alive this long. There's no way to prolong my life any further, but you don't need to worry. We'll meet again in the future."

Zuan was speechless: "Big sister, you're an ancient senior who's been dead for countless years. How can I possibly meet you? Hmm, could it be that you still have some lingering spirit left behind somewhere else?"

The beautiful woman did not answer, but looked at him with a complicated expression: "You only need to remember one sentence: the cause is not necessarily the beginning, and the effect is not necessarily the end."

After saying this, her entire figure transformed into starlight and disappeared.

Zuan: "..."

Holy crap, what is all this?

"Sister Empress, why is this woman just like you, always playing the riddle game?" Zu'an complained.

"Hmph, what 'sister'? Call me Master." Mi Li appeared not far away, seemingly very dissatisfied with his address.

Amidst the icy snow, her red dress accentuated her unparalleled beauty.

“Yes, Empress Sister.” Zuan was both surprised and delighted. “You’re awake.”

He had only made a casual remark, but he never expected that Mi Li would wake up.

"I might not wake up if you say nice things about me, but I'll definitely wake up when you say bad things about me," Mi Li snorted.

Zuan chuckled awkwardly: "It's not that it's a bad thing. This Mikado Beiqing came out and said a lot of vague things, but he just wouldn't tell me directly. I don't know where he picked up this bad habit."

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